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Author's Chapter Notes:
Ok... I've officially lost my mind.
INT. BREAKROOM

Jim and Pam are sitting across from one another at one of the tables.

JIM
(doing an impersonation of Stanley)
I do not think that gift baskets
are a viable or even remotely logical
mode of client wooing.

Pam laughs as Jim switches to a seat next to the one he was sitting in.

JIM
(doing a Dwight impersonation)
And that is why you are an inferior
salesman, Stanley. That and your
inexplicable aversion to beets.

Pam laughs again as Jim reacts to something out of frame.

MICHAEL(offscreen)
Wow, that was pretty good there, Jimbo.

The camera swings to show Michael standing near the door, arms folded.

JIM
Oh, hey… Michael.

PAM
Hey.

MICHAEL
Could’ve, uh… been a little tighter but…
(looks at camera)
That’s just my professional opinion.

JIM
O… k.

MICHAEL
Did Stanley really say that? He can be
such a tool, sometimes…

Jim’s eyes bug out and he points with his chin towards the door. Michael spins around to look out, obviously frightened.

MICHAEL
I mean, Stanley is really cool!

There is no one at the door or near it. Michael looks out and around and then back to Jim, annoyed. Pam and Jim put their heads down.

PAM
(smiling)
Still, uh… having that problem
with your neck, huh?

Jim points out his chin again and then tilts his head back and forth. He puts his hand on his neck.

JIM
(trying not to laugh)
Uh… Yeah... still really stiff…

MICHAEL
Uh huh. What are you guys doing?

PAM
Oh, um… Jim was uh… acting out a debate.

Pam looks at Jim then back to Michael, who looks confused.

PAM(continued)
Ah… it was in the newsletter. Dunder-
Mifflin has an outside company that comes
in and does corporate role-playing.

MICHAEL
Oooooh. Kinky!
(laughs to camera)
So Pam, do you dress up like a… naughty
nurse or…

JIM
CORPORATE, Michael. This company comes in
and helps workers solve problems by acting
out different scenarios.

PAM
We were just having a little fun…

MICHAEL
That DOES sound like fun! I wanna play!

JIM
Um, well… I don’t…

PAM
Ok! Michael, you and Jim role-play a
debate on the relative value of an
office manager.

MICHAEL
Yes! Ok… gonna get fast and furious,
Jimbo. Try to keep up!

Michael excitedly flings himself into the seat next to Jim. Jim frowns and shakes his head at Pam who grins widely and then sticks her tongue out at him.

MICHAEL
Alright! Let’s role-play this bitch
out. Ok, um… you be you and I’ll be… me.

JIM
That’s… not really role-playing. If we…
play ourselves.

MICHAEL
Ok… um… we can play each other?
(affects Jim voice, looks at camera)
Pam Beesly is… totally awesome.
(makes Jim face)

JIM
No. I don’t… No. You can make it any two
people, it doesn’t HAVE to be us.

MICHAEL
(still impersonating Jim)
Wow. That’s… REALLY not any fun.

JIM
(sharply)
Michael.

MICHAEL(annoyed)
Oh, ok! Fine. You be… Ok, you’re pretty
tall so you be Abraham Lincoln. And I’ll
be… Mighty Mouse. Go.

JIM
Wait.
(looks at Pam, then back to Michael)
Did you just say… Mighty Mouse?

MICHAEL
Last thing I watched this morning.
C’mon, c’mon, let’s go, Abe.

JIM
Ok, um… Wow.
(looks around, then strikes an
“Abe Lincoln” sounding voice)
How… am I alive? And… why I am talking
to a muscular mouse in a cape?

Pam laughs and the tries to suppress it.

MICHAEL
(standing)
Ok. You know what? Forget it. You
two play your cute games… I’ll…

Michael leaves as Jim watches him go with a “What did I do?” look on his face. He turns to Pam and and looks at her as if he is seeing her for the first time.

JIM
(still doing Abe Lincoln voice)
Well… Hello, young lady! Would
you like to see my Bells Palsy?

PAM
(smiling)
Oh, thank goodness. I thought you
were going to say Lincoln Log.

Jim looks at Pam and then the camera in absolute shock as Pam bursts out laughing.


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